I know why I wear so much make-up. It's because of the oh-so-poetic, filthy-looking black streaks that it creates on my face when I sob. Which is what I did last night, because my sister's moving ( Read more... )

I forgot to mention something this morning:

Susan is a goddess. No, a Goddess. You have no idea how good to me she is.

Yesterday, as I feared, was one of the worst days I've had in a long time. So many bad things happened that I can't even put them all on here. I haven't got time. But the one that I laugh hardest about in retrospect is that Philip ran his car into mine when I went to try and jump it for him. No major damage was done to either vehicle, and the whole ( Read more... )

I am NOT having a good morning. I did NOT have a good night last night. I am NOT prepared to deal with today.

My perfect place of employment: the office portrayed in News Radio. I need to work with a bunch of people who are willing to be sarcastic and bitter, while still funny. This place is NOT the place for me.

From today's traffic news email ( Read more... )

I just had the greatest conversation on earth with my Oma.

From my written journal on the first day of my new job ( Read more... )

So, spent the fourth watching fireworks from the roof of a 14 story building. (The building has a title, but I can't remember it. I wanted to change it to Kyro's LoveBoat in the Sky, but that met with some opposition.) The view would've been to die for, except for all the tall people standing in front of me. However, I was able to see the majority ( Read more... )

For all interested parties, my porn star name is apparently Ming Milwaukee.